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GUESTBOOK

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We are looking for more pirate crew

PLEASE remember to leave me a

way to contact you. LIKE EMAIL??? 

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She has become an annual tradition.

Capt. Hoods Bastermate shows up

once again for the Holiday's, making

sure the breasts are well taken

care of in the galley.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Although me crew has mutinied and pillaged what they could before me pulled me sword on the scallywags, me was able to salvage me rum cask in whole. The Zealous again is looking for good crew to join in the business of Rum Running, drinking and storing some of the best rums of the world. Meself and any crew me acquire shall tell ye tales of pillage, plunder,  drunkeness and just all around bad behavior that is expected of a Pirate.
THE RED ROOSTER WENCHES MOUNT CAPTAIN HOODS CANNON AS
THEY READY THEMSELVES WITH RUM AWAITING A PROMISED TALE
OF SEA LORE FROM THEIR MOST FAVORED PATRON, CAPTAIN HOOD.
 
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Arrrgh god damn it! Me had t' take the good Admiral Hardy and the honorable
Lt. Captain down to me favorite waterin' hole of Margaritaville t' share in
libations and storytellin'. It's what Pirates do best.

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Capt. Hoods Mystery Tunnel is located in the alley behind the Red Rooster Pub just before you walk out onto Pier 9. It was by accident me stumbled across this one evening. I have spoken with Capt. Hood as to what this mystery tunnel is all about and he replied.

To all that Enter here, Tread lightly,For this is Me place of Memories,Me secret Place of Desire.A place of Solitude.This is the Place that I Went to when Miss Potter left me for that Little disease ridden Midget from the Circus. And when I catch that little Puke, I’ll Strangle him with me One Good Arm. This the place of Beauty and Tranquility.This is the place where I store me Gold and Secret thoughts.Me advice to ye is “Don’t touch. Just look and Let the Positive feelings Wash over ye. And listen to the music of Heaven”.

Aaarrrggghhhh….

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Keep this philosophy in mind the next time you hear, or you are about to repeat a rumor.
In ancient Greece (469 - 399 BC), Socrates was widely lauded for his wisdom. One day the great philosopher came upon an acquaintance, who ran up to him excitedly and said, "Socrates, do you know what I just heard about one of your students?"
"Wait a moment," Socrates replied. "Before you tell
me, I'd like you to pass a little test. It's called the Test of Three."
"Test of Three?"
"That's correct," Socrates continued.
"Before you talk to me about my student let's take a
moment to test what you're going to say. The first
test is Truth. Have you made absolutely sure that what you are about to tell me is true?"
"No," the man replied, "actually I just heard about it."
"All right," said Socrates. "So you don't really know
if it's true or not. Now let's try the second test, the test of Goodness. Is what you are about to tell me
about my student something good?"
"No, on the contrary."
"So," Socrates continued, "you want to tell me
something bad about him even though you're not certain it's true?"
The man shrugged, a little embarrassed.
Socrates continued, "You may still pass though because there is a third test - the filter of Usefulness. Is what you want to tell me about my student going to be useful to me?"
"No, not really."
"Well," concluded Socrates, "if what you want to tell
me is neither True nor Good nor even Useful, why tell it to me at all?"
The man was defeated and ashamed and said no more.
This is the reason Socrates was a great philosopher
and held in such high esteem.
 
It also explains why Socrates never found out that
Plato was banging his wife.

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